"The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry."
~ Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell To Arms



"Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may touch one another, again bounce away. This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey sequence of bumping into's and tumblings apart."
~ Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet



Sunday, August 17, 2014

Can You


Can you taste the uncertainty in my kiss

Feel the doubt on my skin

I was broken

And I fell to the ground

I am frightened to surrender my soul

To relinquish my secrets

I waiver in my desires

I questions all the motives

Fleeing into myself I hide

Taking shelter from the risks

Can you feel my heart trembling

Feel the fear in my touch



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